C286 First Heart Exchange 2

He came back to his senses and calmly said: "I have a quiet and good place to recommend. It is very convenient to talk there. "Let's go, Little Treasure. Take my car."

She joined him in the car.

The car was very quiet. She didn't speak, just kept looking out the window until the car was out of the suburbs. She wanted to say something, but remained silent.

The car stopped in front of the Qu’s Mansion's gate.

The fat, skinny, and skinny dhuta had long ceased guarding this place. Instead, they had changed to the heavily guarded entrance of the infrared device.

Qu Cunzi scanned his fingerprint, then slowly opened the door. The first thing he saw was a stretch of green grass filled with red flowers, winding around the runway, it was unknown how far it extended.

The car only stopped after ten minutes. Qu Cunzi opened the car door himself, and felt like it was a different world. His voice was soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

"Little Treasure, get off."

She followed him, unaware that there was anything special about this place.

It was a rose garden. It was the summer when the roses were in bloom. Red, pink, yellow … Anything that could be said could be found here.

The fragrance of roses filled his nose, and he couldn't see the end of it.

On the left was an extremely clean and clean road. It seemed careless, but every blade of grass and tree had been meticulously laid out. At both ends were tall ginkgo trees. At this moment, the tender leaves of the ginkgo tree had already grown into a deep dark green color, making it seem even more lively.

Ever since they had entered, Qu Cunzi had been carefully observing her. Even when he had walked onto this gingko street, he did not see any change in her expression, as if her entire mind was completely unsettled.

The distance from here to Wutong Xuan was not far.

She had lived here for more than a year.

She didn't know where she was when she revisited the old place.

He didn't show any surprise either.

This was the only reason why Qu Cunzi felt pain in his heart.

It didn't matter if it was love or hate, or even if it was hurt. Could it be that everything that had happened in the past was no longer important to her? You intentionally forgot and killed them?

He sighed to himself, but when she didn't speak, he kept walking with her.

When the two passed a pavilion, she suddenly opened her mouth and said, "Let's do it here."

The pavilion was simple and unadorned, with a stone table and two stone chairs. He did not object and sat opposite her.

He stared at her, but she was staring at the raging rose garden, close to a red rose, without any other color, like a freshly dyed brocade, breathtakingly beautiful.

The bluestone path extended outwards, and on both sides were elegantly extended tall phoenix trees. The trees were shady, and the rose petals were dancing in the wind, causing the path to become even more gorgeous.

Petals slowly fell on her hair and her white clothes.

This contrasted sharply with her casual white smock.

She had not changed when she came out, and she was still in her work clothes.

Qu Cunzi very rarely saw anyone wearing white work clothes like this, it was definitely not an item that could be used to beautify a movie. It was her, who seemed to have bestowed a very special kind of vitality to the clothes, not because the clothes added a luster to her, but because she had made them have a color.

He didn't know when it had begun, but he felt breathtakingly beautiful, a kind of affectionate and gentle brilliance, like a blazing flame that was enough to scorch anyone who came near her — a feeling that deepened every time he saw her.